The Other man in the relationship.

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Arnold drove his dirty and hard working pick up truck down the street, in a suburb with well kept lawns, 2-story houses and a soccer mom van in almost every drive way. He refered to areas like this as Suburbia paridiso, his own personal joke and a stark contrast to the small and creaky apartment he lived in.

Arnold was not bitter, in fact was an upbeat guy. He left high school early after getting in too many fights then joined the Army at age 18 to get his first real job, and served 8 years. After the army, he went to trade school to be an electrician and worked for a local company for awhile and then ran his own business as an independent contractor and handyman. Arnold is in his mid 30's, had waken up early to work out (like he did in the service) and was built like a bull.

It was 9 am on a Monday and showed up at a customer's home. He had been to this home before to install the outlets in the new guest bedroom. The house wife had been so impressed with his work, that she called him back and asked if he could come back and install some new light fixtures and he had agreed.

Arnold parked his truck in front of the house, got out of the vehicle and grabed his tool belt and one of the tool boxes from the truck and went to the front door and knocked.

Arnold had worked at many homes in his handyman career, but the house wife who lived here was especially attractive. He woud not dare risk his career or a lawsuit by trying to flirt with a customer, he was always a professional. Most of his customers wanted him to do a job, pay him and leave and he was fine with that.

He checked his cell phone for any missed text messages, when the front door opened.
 
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The electrician had only been over once, but it had been a welcome distraction, a little spice in Jenny's life. David's days at university had grown longer, now that he was involved in another research project. In a way, that was fine. Lately, it seemed that their marriage benefited from them not seeing eachother all the time, they had been married for 12 years and still had weekends and nights and holidays together.

Their daughter Melissa had gone to college just three months ago, and Jenny was struggling with the transition of being alone more. Yeah sure, she had more time for her social life and she even had a job now, three days a week, roughly four hours a day, which kept her occupied and was a bonus financially - she could spend that money on whatever she wanted. Which was nice.

Arnold was his name. He was a classical working class guy and it excited her, it was slightly exotic for her, coming from an academic upper middle class background as she did, and lived her life in every day. Arnold.. Yes even the name seemed filled with motor oil, heavy tools and machines, beer and football and.. yeah.. strength. Manliness in a way she had never experienced. Guys in her life had been the same all of them. Men like David. Intellectuals.

So Arnold was coming over again. Yes she did need new light fixtures, but Jenny had hurried things along, hoping to get to be near this Arnold a bit more.. It was a silly housewife fantasy, she was well aware. But still.. why not?

Jenny opened the door in a pink hoodie and a pair of white shorts. They were probably a bit too tight and short for receiving a handyman, and yes she should probably pull the zipper up on her hoodie a bit further but.. what the hell. It was a warm day.

"Hi! Welcome!" Jenny beckoned for him to come on in.
 
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Arnold did not just wear the clothes of the working class man, he embodied it. Black, steel toe boots (expensive because spending the extra money was worth protecting his feet) but so scratched and dirty from work you would think they were from Wal Mart. Jeans with paint stains and smelled of saw dust. His shirt was white with his company logo at the top and the back was also his company logo and his contact number. He had 10 shirts like this, all worn.

Arnold did his best to be diplomatic (his strength was was in working with tools, not social graces, but when you do damn good work, the customer is happy enough). Arnold was broad shouldered and had a wide mouth which looked better when he smiled. He showed a set of pearly whites, then toned down the smile and said good morning Ma'am, Jenny right?

Arnold wiped his feet on the welcome mat. He knew his job was dirty, but that was no excuse to make a mess. He liked showing the customer that he could do a job and leave no sign he was there. Customers appreciated him being discrete. Before he could ask if he could enter the home, he saw Jenny's gesture, nodded and stepped through the front door.
"If I did not say it last time I was here, you have a nice home. so, if you point me in the direction of the light fixture you want me to work on, then I will get started" said Arnold.

Arnold did his best to pretend not to notice how attrative and sexy Jenny looked. Her husband could come home at any minute and it would not be good for business if he was caught eyeing the wife. He had a job to do and it would keep him from fantasizing about what was under that pink hoodie.

Arnold has had 3 types of women in his life. There were the bad girls in high school who ditched class and smoked joints. When he was in the Army he was stationed in Germany and picked up the chicks who went cruising for US Army guys. Now adays, he might pick up a woman here and there from one of the local bars, But they were always that low income, missing a tooth, 10th grad education type of women. Nothing was wrong with that type, but he felt that he wanted to atleast try, something different. He once tried sushi even thought he thought it looked weird, turned out, he liked sushi. Sometimes if you dip your toes in new waters , good things can come of it.

"Should I call you Jenny, or is Mrs. more appropriate? asked Arnold
 
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"Please, Jenny is fine!"

She looked him over. It was an appreciative look, taking in his big arms and shoulders and his tools and the dirt on him from earlier work even though he appeared to be clean-cut and took care of himself. But she looked at him maybe a second too long and feared he may have taken it the wrong way.

"Ok so.. come on, follow me..." Jenny walked down the hall, turned right and started to make her way up the stairs, talking as she did.

"I want some new lighting in our bedroom.. not sure what.. I was thinking you might have some ideas... and then in the guest house, we can look at that later.."
 
Arnold turned to shut the front door, then turned his head and noticed Jenny looked him over. He had a few house wives as customers who gave him innocent / flirty looks and nothing more. This time, the look had lingered more than usual. He even made the accident of brief eye contact with Jenny. He had turned his head to keep up the appearance of being professional.

Arnold nodded and said " You scheduled me for the whole day, so whatever job you want done, let me know and it will be my command Jenny".

Arnold followed Jenny up the stairs to where he assumed he would be working, and noticed the family pictures on the wall. What a nice and wholesome family she has, Arnold thought.

The other reason Arnold looked at the pictures was because he had done his best to resust the urge to check out her ass. Jenny had a round and firm ass and was covered by small shorts in thin material. He was a man who liked a good and healthy ass on a woman, and unless he wanted to roll the dice and hit on her, he thought he might want to focus on something else.

" So, what did you and your husband decide on, for future house projects?" asked Arnold, as another attempt to not think about Jenny and her curvy body.

Then something unprofessional had happened, he got a hard on and Arnold was a well endowed man. He tried his best to position his tool belt in a way, to hide his erection. He figured he would be in front of a wall or alteast in a position away from Jenny. He had a job to do and Jenny was a married woman, he kept reminding himself.

Arnold did not realize that he was walking faster then Jenny. Lucky for him, only the handle of the hammer on his tool belt grazed Jenny's nice ass on the cheek. Unfortunatly, it could be considered sexual harrasment. Arnold stopped climbing the stairs.

"I am sorry Jenny, I was waking too close behind you" said Arnold.
Jenny did not seem upset, he felt relieved. First job of the week and already a foul. He knew he had to do excellent work and maybe she can forgive his indiscretion.

"So Jenny, if you do not mind me asking. how is work going?" asked Arnold in an attempt to keep the conversaton relaxed.
 
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As they reached the top of the stairs, Jenny turned round and smiled, giggling a little to herself at the expression on Arnold’s face. She wasn’t born yesterday and knew precisely what he had seen climbing the stairs. It wasn’t like she was in the habit of flirting and teasing with men, quite the opposite - but it was like this Arnold character brought it out in her.
It was actually embarrassing come to think of it and she regretted swaying her hips a little extra walking up the stairs.

“In here..” Jenny walked down the corridor to the master bedroom.

“Well my husband is clueless in these matters, I run this house!” Jenny laughed. “So, apart from new ceiling lights here and in the guest house, I’m thinking about renovating the basement. Make it into a gym with a bathroom and a sauna. How does that sound?” She smiled at Arnold, her hands on her hips.

God, he was good-looking. Jenny tried to not think about that but it was hard. In a way, she blamed David. If only he took care of things here.. in this bed.. maybe she wouldn’t be standing here fantasising about the muscular handyman..

They had tried some new stuff but he wasn’t into it. And Jenny wasn’t the confident type in bed and not comfortable taking charge. It was frustrating. And it wasn’t like she suspected her husband was cheating on her - that was a non-starter, she knew that for sure.

“So.. Arnold.. thoughts?” Jenny waved her hand at the room.
 
Arnold stepped into the spacious master bedroom. There was a King size bed with an ornate head board, made perfectly. Tan carpet , a ceiling fan with 4 light bulbs and the frosted white glas globes over the lights. In one corner of the master bedroom was the door that led to the master bathroom. He also spotted the treadmill in the corner of the room, must be Jenny's because she is in good shape.

"At first glance, I suggest changing the ceiling fan, and get a new fan with the hallogen style light with a dimmer switch."

Arnold was not facing Jenny but he could feel her eyes were on him and it was creating a sexual tension, but he put that idea out of his mind. Sure, he was in shape and he could easily pick up Jenny and place her on the bed. He would only go there, if it was something he thought, she really wanted. He could try to be clever and make some comment that would suggest she wear even less clothes.

Then he got an even better idea.

"I see you got a great view of the forest behind your house from this window. I would suggest black out curtains, for times you want no sunlight. As for me, when I get head aches, I try to be in an area with no direct sunlight. Would you like me to shut these curtains, then you can tell me if the curtains you have now work well enough for you? " asked Arnold, doing his best job to look busy at the lighs in the master bedroom
 
Jenny liked Arnold’s suggestion and nodded in agreement, and then answered his question from before:
“Yes work is good, I love getting out of the house and feeling useful in other ways than being a wife and mother...”

She then listened to his thoughts on the curtains, but she was happy with them as they were.

“Look, when you’re done here, let me show you the basement and my ideas for it. I’m going to move that damn treadmill down there. Sick and tired of David running on that up here and sweating up our bedroom..”
 
I have a halogen light that I can attach to this fan, you can then try out that style of light, see how you like it, that is in the truck, I will be back - Said Arnold

Arnold goes to this truck gets the light adapter he was talking about , brings it back and plugs it into the light fixture of the fan. He brought one with a dimmer remote and showed Jenny how to adjust it with the remote.

"I will check out the lighting in the bathroom" said Arnold. He then went to the master bedroom to examine the lights and outlets.
" It is up to you if you want to update the lights in the master bedroom, I suggest replacing all of the outlets in your bathroom with GFCi , they are ideal for outlets in bathrooms or anywhere they are near water" said Arnold.

"If you like, I can help you move that treadmill and then you can show me any other part of the house you want work on." - Said Arnold

Arnold liked how Jenny was checking him out. He took it as a compliment. He would never do anything as brazen as ask her to feel his arm muscles. The looks he was getting was reward enough.

"I am ready for you to show me the basement, Jenny, and by the way, I appreciate a woman who runs the house" said Arnold
 
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‘And I like a man who’s good with his hands... And I don’t think I’ve ever seen such big ones! Oh god I’m sorry, I don’t know why I said that...”

Arnold’s presence in her house the first time around had sparked a flame in her, a flame she hadn’t felt in a long long time. Having him back here was maybe a very bad idea because the flame was burning hotter, watching him move around all manly, and hearing is deep, coarse voice. It set alarm bells ringing through her.

Three months ago, Jenny had gone through a minor transformation. It was probably due to their daughter moving to college and the change in life that brought about - and maybe it was a newly found sexual drive in her that she really didn’t understand but had heard could come to women her age, closing in on 40. Whatever the case, David wasn’t up to helping her.

So with the moral support of a friend, Jenny had done her nails - now long and pink and pimped with silver embroidering - and she had gotten herself a brazilian wax and she’d bought new panties, sexy ones, flimsy thongs and the like. And my god, she’d even checked out some porn for the first time in her life.

“Let’s go down..” Jenny said, and so with Arnold in tow they descended the stairs down to the basement. There was a bench on one side and on it Jenny’s laptop. She motioned to Arnold to come look at some photos she had on it, showing how she was planning the sauna and the gym.
 
Arnold smiled his big grin when he heard Jenny say that she likes a man who is good with his hands. He remembered Jenny's gushing compliments on the electrician job he did on his last visit. When he was working and Jenny wanted his attention to ask him his opinion on a possible update for the house, she would gently rest her hand on the back of his shoulder. He liked how her hand felt and the light touch of her finger nails. Arnold's attraction to Jenny was more then just seeing her as a cute house wife he might want to smile at. He wanted to get to touch her again, he decided he would try some flirting and see if it went anywhere.

Arnold noticed that Jenny had put effort into her nails, he really appreciated it when a woman put effort into her looks.

"Sure, show me the pictures of the sauna and the gym, then we can discuss what is possible with the amount of space you have in the basement" - said Arnold

Arnold stood next to Jenny, glanced at the laptop, waiting for Jenny to access the pictures, then turned to Jenny.

"Say Jenny, I noticed what you did with your nails. they look nice" said Arnold.

He took two fingers and slid them down the back of one of her hands, all the way to the nail. Arnold smiled at Jenny and looked at her, waiting to see if she would make eye contact.

"So, what gym equipment were you thinking of installing?" asked Arnold.
 
"Oh.. thanks.."

Arnold was the first man to compliment her nails. David had thought they looked "slutty" - and that was a negative coming from him. And he touched her hand.. oh god.. that felt nice...

She could notice in the corner of her eye, while she was looking at the laptop, that he was looking at her, but she didn't dare look back at this moment.. Jenny wasn't totally sure - not being used to flirting like this - but was fairly confident that's exactly what Arnold was doing: Flirting. Down here, just them two. In her basement, husband away... Oh my.

"Well.. ehm.. here's a photo of a gym layout that a friend sent me.. this is what she's done, and I'd like it the same way.."

Jenny scrolled to find a photo of the sauna she had in mind, but instead up came a photo of herself. A selfie definitely NOT meant for Arnold to see. In a panic, she attempted to get another photo up on the screen, but the damn mouse stuck and for like 5 seconds Arnold got a nice, long look of Jenny - completely naked.

She'd taken the selfie a week ago, fooling around with her new phone and just messing about, inspired by the whole selfie culture and wanting to see how her newly waxed region down there looked like from the "outside" as it were. She was standing in front of the mirror, one hand holding the phone up to her reflection and the other on her hip.

"Oh.. god.. I'm sorry, Arnold. How embarrassing.. please, look at this.. here.. this sauna..."

She felt her cheeks burn, she was blushing like a little girl. God how could I have been so stupid and careless??
 
Arnold froze for about 10 seconds, stared at Jenny's selfie, taking in her beautiful physique. She looked better then he would have guessed.
"There is no need to blush, we are both adults here" said Arnold.

Arnold cupped Jenny's hand and said "Your nails, if anything look great. A man would have to be blind to not see they look good on you. I myself am a man who takes his time to appreciate hard work. I see a woman who knows how to take care of herself. Nothing wrong with that" said Arnold.

Arnold turned to Jenny, and used the thumb and index finger of his other hand to hold Jenny's chin.

"Now cheer up and forget any negative comments. Now show me the pictures of the gym and sauna you want. Then I can take measurements of the basement and then we can discuss your options" said Arnold. Then he moved his hands and rested them on the bench near hers. If Jenny liked what he was doing, he would always have a hand hear her, so she could lightly touch him back in approval if and when she wanted to. He remembered something his drill instructor in the army once said, do not engage until engaged. Those selfies of Jenny were hot, but may have been meet for the husband, so not a clear sign to engage.

Arnold looked at the sample pictures, then looked around the well organized basement.

"I am going to measure the basement, should not take too long" said Arnold.

Arnold took his measuring tape and measured the height, width and length of the basement and wrote them down the measurements on a piece of scratch paper. While he was taking measurements, he often had to either get down near the floor and then stand up again. He even had to move a heavy object out of the way to get an accurate measurment. This allowed Jenny a view of him flexing muscles.

Once he was done measuring the basement and writing those measurements down, he placed the piece of scratch paper on the bench beside the laptop. His long and strong arm was inches away from Jenny's arm.

There was a drawing of the basement and some notes on where the gym could go and where the suana could be built.
Arnold used his pencil to start writing down the approximate cost of labor and materials.

Arnold leaned over the bench, he is a broad shouldered man, so his shoulders were pressed up against Jenny's arm.

"Oh excuse me" said Arnold as he leaned back.

" There is room to build the Suana and the gym you want. Here is my estimate for labor and materials. You do not have to agree today, think about it and let me know" said Arnold, he wrote down a price and his cell phone number on the piece of paper.

"I will research the best deal for materials and get you some quotes. I can text you that information once I have it. Now that you have me over here, what is the next project you want to discuss?" asked Arnold
 
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